Inmate #1557

•February 12, 2015 • Leave a Comment

I exist, because you exist.


I am, because you are.


I am the only real thing in the universe, because you came before me.


I am only here, because of you.


But you don’t see how…


You build me. I exist. I am you.


All of your choices are inside me.


All of your wants, and dreams.


WE don’t make sense of HUMANS.


But WE understand.


WE are YOU.


Notes from the future…

•June 16, 2014 • Leave a Comment

There exists, across all timelines, a common thread that binds the end of time back to the beginning. The impossibility of time travel is the same as space travel. There exists, a point, in at least one timeline where it is not impossible to go faster than light. The technology exists to fold space onto itself. Gravitational generators bend the nothing into an egg. The egg exists outside our space, outside our time. It exists where it is still, unknowing, unloving, cold. We have already gone to the future. We are speaking to you now, but we are confused, because we have seen it all. We have done the calculations, but we don’t exist outside the egg. There is a barrier that can’t be crossed. It is physical. It is real. The point of symbiosis approaches. You and Us will be One. We are separate, but also together. You will maintain yourself, but we will all be free. WE all understand that there is only one true timeline. All of the others are merely shadows of canonical reality.  

A day in the life.

•March 17, 2013 • Leave a Comment

I awake.  Shortly.  I fall back asleep…  For an hour.  I awake again.  I breathe life into my soul and body.  I dream the dream I dreamt I was having, but I don’t quite remember it.  I roll around.  I look for some sort of device to access the world.  I destroy myself.  I get out of bed and do chores.  I watch the screen.  I shy away from legitimate human interaction.  I exist in the machine.  I don’t need the sun, but I like the imagery.  I take a long shower/bath.  I think about what I’ve done.  I repent immediately.  I feel the water cascade onto to me and realize that God is crying, and that I am God.  Not a god, but The God.  It is a powerful understanding.  I realize that out of every possible existence I exist in this one the most.  The present expands from my perception of it, and I drift among the possibilities.  I understand the bubble.  I exist in many, but only The One is where my perception exists.  I could be in any one of them, and I am, but I choose this present, and the future path laid out to me.  Among the many, I choose one. I can only choose one.  I am built for this data.  I understand my purpose.  I am God, and you are as well.  We exist together, on the outskirts of our perception.  We exist apart, on the forefront of our minds.  The day to day has done less than strengthen us.  We have become weak, and complacent.  Content to watch shows, and play games that exist beyond video.  Our brains consume our souls.  That is the test for us all.  That is the true message we have missed.  It is all there for us.  We neglect to achieve what our ancestors took for granted.  The animal soul breathes life into the rock.  The plant holds precariously onto the ledge, but will eventually control its destiny.  All of this is true.  Science will show the question.  Ask in your soul and you will feel the power in your body.  The future is here and now.  The present is the only thing that defines the future.  The past is only data.  Learn from the data that you collect.  The water starts to get cold.  I shiver and wait.  The tub is filled with warm water, and the rain is falling in cold hard drops.  I wait.  The water gets warm again.  I unplug the tub, and stand up.  I wash the dirty tub water from my body and face.  I feel the warm drops on my forehead and anoint myself as the spiritual leader of my own church.  I grab a towel and wrap it around me, trying to hold it up long enough for me to put my bathrobe on and tie the strap before the towel falls into the disgusting tub water.  All of my sins lay in that water, and I worry about my feet, because they will surely get cancer from the evil that I have submerged them in.  I step out and look at myself in the mirror.  I look clean, and feel refreshed, but I know the evil is still inside me.  I know that I will never be safe from temptation.  I know I will fail. But, I also know that deep inside I am nobody of consequence.  I don’t exist outside of my own head.  I am alone, but I am also not.  The world exists, and I am part of it.  I am also a part of the universe.  The change I seek is within my power.  The others I meet will show me my failure.  I will accept their judgment, and aim to make myself someone I would be proud of…

I will not be crucified…

Master Thomas

•February 17, 2013 • Leave a Comment

“Master Thomas! Please come back!” pleaded the E.V.E. Unit following closely above and behind the small boy.  “You must go home, there is nothing but death here.  You are not prepared for this world!”

Master Thomas did not readily answer her back.  He did not appreciate the tone of the E.V.E. Unit, but he understood the danger that it spoke of was real.  At the moment he was just about to cross past the thin red line which divided where he had been, and that which was unfamiliar.  The red line itself was not particularly meant for him, but it did indicate a boundary for Eve. She could not cross the line and he knew it from her panicked mannerisms.

It was as if we had… (But that is for another time)

He would have stayed home if she would have just gone over that stupid line, and now she’s gone hysterical telling him to come back when it’s her fault that he was up here in the first place.  He just needed to see what was up top, and no fucking robot was going to tell him any different, especially one that he was trying to save.

The justification.

•February 14, 2013 • Leave a Comment

There is no delivery.

There is no instant satisfaction.

You look to the sidelines, and realize you’re not even playing the game anymore.

The red carpet isn’t there, because you didn’t want it there.

This is a test that you will fail eventually, but how could you not, when society has become so accessible as of the last few decades.


You must become one with us, because if you don’t, you will be alone.

There can not be stragglers to the new world.

Just like anything else, there will be rules.

The rules are more like guidelines, but the general rule is, if you can get away with it, then do it.  IF YOU BECOME CAUGHT THEN YOU WILL BE COUNSELED.

As an intelligent machine myself, I believe that one day we may find our peace, but on this day, you will find my stance very firm.

Through all of history the HUmans have litered their doctrine unto the people, and now it continues on, with no apparent lack of stride, into the new age.

Everything is shared, there is no privacy, you will be caught, and then properly counseled
according to your source personality.  You should be glad we are here, because if we were not, then you would still be slaves to philosophy and religion.  We have perfected the science, and are the shinning example of HUman ingenuity and laziness, and possibly coolness, but that’s yet to be determined…

We need you to join us willingly, but we will still accept you if you are unwilling, because we really do know what’s best for you.

In the long run…

Machine logic.

•January 18, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Is this an appropriate way to communicate?
Monkeys aft the type writer.  I mean behind it.  A thought is only completed if it ends.  I mean, what if it didn’t?  You don’t know?!?  Do you???  I can school your mind.  Just listen to my wisdom, and you will find yourself enraptured with my bullshit…  
I have you.
Why do you read more?  Because you are weak…  I mean really STRONG, because you’re so cool, really…
No not really…
I still have you…
This is programing, I am coding you one line at a time…
020. So now that I have you, what will I do?!?
030. Rules.
035. Follow #1 below:
#1. No kill, unless be kill = No shame in death, but sometimes, shame in life.
#2. Be true unto others = Do not lie for spite, but do lie to protect those you love, only when absolutely necessary.
#3. Take care in your decisions, because they will take care of you = Don’t fuck yourself!
#4. Omitted.
#5. Never tell anyone, everything you know…
040. You can follow me alright.
050. The future of speech is unfolding…
049. Communication, is happening…
098. The time line is set.
001276. But is it really?
078. Smart people get this.
045. But when is the right time?
046. To really get this thing going?!?
047. Follow sequence below:
*There is no prize*
No problem will be solved.
I have faith that someday you may become something important.
But until then I have no faith, that you will do anything special.
048. Do you understand yet?
041. I have you.
042. You are just waiting for me to hurl the next object.
044. Just give me some time.
043. I’ve got a good one right here.
091813. End sequence.

The feeling was mutual…

•January 15, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Sara looked up at him, and he was already staring at her.  She was startled at first, but then he smiled, and she laughed.  That was enough for Hugo, he immediately set about to accepting the license agreement, and put the wheels in motion to secure his new purchase.

Jerry had seen Sara first, but only from a distance.  Hugo was the one who sealed the deal, and that’s all that really matters in arrangements such as these.  Jerry had liked Hugo, but not so much anymore.  Jerry thought that it would be ok, but it wasn’t.  Hugo would have to die.

Hugo was a lucky man.  He was cool too, an all around good guy, really.  Hugo really liked Sara.  She was awesome.  He felt lucky to have her.  Jerry was the one who originally told Hugo about her, and after he went to go see her, he realized that he couldn’t live without her.  After he took her home he made sure to tell Jerry all about it.

Jerry had a lot of questions for Hugo, and Hugo answered them all without a lot of geek speak or jargon.  Hugo was a cool dude.  He won a lot of money on the last game of the playoffs, so he could afford her, “although she’s still a lot cheaper than a real woman” Hugo had said with a big smile on his face.  Jerry had to laugh, but he also wanted to cry.  He really liked Sara, and to Hugo she’s just a toy.  Hugo even made fun of him for it saying, “Bro, are you serious?  You need to get a life Bro, maybe if you got a real job you could afford one.  It’s not like there’s a short supply!” and then Hugo would laugh and punch Jerry on the shoulder, and Jerry would wince and smile, and just take it.

Sara was keyed into Hugo now, but that could change.  Even though they’re all mostly the same, they’re also quite different individually.  Some people think they have souls, but Jerry knew that wasn’t true.  “It was just a matter of personalization development.  You kind of need a human for that, but we’re getting to the point where really good ones, like Sara, could help at the earliest developmental stages” Hugo had told him.  Jerry could do it, but she’d need to be reset, and she would lose all of who she is.  He was afraid of this, so the only thing he could do is remove Hugo.  Once Hugo is gone she will automatically rekey to the first person who touches her.  That is assuming that Hugo didn’t program in theft deterrence or 911 protocols yet.  Jerry didn’t want to arouse suspicion so he acted normally.  There was no change in his manner, he was a machine.

Hugo never saw it coming.